Take my advice.

When your man spends more time with his machines than with you? Run the other way - and get something to hit him with. Because he may just be about to take over the world. That's what happened to me. Now I'm working to bring him down - to bring them both down. How could my two dearest people let themselves become such monsters? ((An independent RP blog for an AU Emily Stanton of Protoverse.))

[walkingthetwilight-blog]

...........Alright where did all my wrinkles go.

For that matter how'm I seeing my face that clearly?

[walkingthetwilight-blog]

Snipers and Masters.

There’s been some talk that they were building their own ‘son’ soon, though I don’t know how far that’s progressed…

Thomas won’t want to physically hurt Joe, not considering who he is. I don’t know about the girl… Albert, however.

Well. The less said the better.

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…I’ve got experience with Wilys, I know what ta expect. I was built by Light so generally speakin’ they hate my guts an’ they don’t hide it.

That bein’ said, it sounds like the average stuff for a tower.

…if we could get the layout somehow, that’d help, but if not we can compensate some other way. If you know for sure he won’t hurt one of ‘em, maybe we can use that…

[walkingthetwilight-blog]

If he can keep control of himself, he won't hurt Joe... but I can't be certain of anything.

I did once fancy myself in love with the man, after all.

[walkingthetwilight-blog]

…I need to get my baby out.

Somehow.

[a-faded-copy-archive-blog]

Do I hear somethin’ ‘bout a darin’ rescue? 

[walkingthetwilight-blog]

If you know how to free a pair of teenagers from a Tower that’s controlled by both Thomas and Albert - which I’ve heard is somewhat unusual - then I could use your advice.

…And possibly your assistance.

I won’t be able to do much about it, myself…

[a-faded-copy-archive-blog]

Well I know a thing or two ‘bout escapin’ towers an’ causin’ general destruction ta snipers an’ masters, if that’s any help?

If they’re together….

….any idea what we’re lookin’ at in terms of defense? 

[walkingthetwilight-blog]

Snipers and Masters.

There's been some talk that they were building their own 'son' soon, though I don't know how far that's progressed...

Thomas won't want to physically hurt Joe, not considering who he is. I don't know about the girl... Albert, however.

Well. The less said the better.

[walkingthetwilight-blog]

…I need to get my baby out.

Somehow.

[a-faded-copy-archive-blog]

Do I hear somethin’ ‘bout a darin’ rescue? 

[walkingthetwilight-blog]

If you know how to free a pair of teenagers from a Tower that's controlled by both Thomas and Albert - which I've heard is somewhat unusual - then I could use your advice.

...And possibly your assistance.

I won't be able to do much about it, myself...

[walkingthetwilight-blog]

...I need to get my baby out.

Somehow.

[walkingthetwilight-blog]

Where's Thomas, anyway?

Or Albert - oh, I hope Albert hasn't managed to sabotage that project... I know he was going to, I could see it in his eyes.

Wherever you are, just leave poor Mikhail alone, his projects aren't a threat to yours!

[fireworksintwilight-deactivated]

…could be. 

Give me a minute here. 

[walkingthetwilight-blog]

Good luck!

[fireworksintwilight-deactivated]

…I’m going to peck someone’s goddamn eyes out if this doesn’t work. 

[walkingthetwilight-blog]

Peck?

But ---- um. What?

[walkingthetwilight-blog]

They won’t open?

Maybe they’re controlled by a switch or something?

[fireworksintwilight-deactivated]

…could be. 

Give me a minute here. 

[walkingthetwilight-blog]

Good luck!

[walkingthetwilight-blog]

Stop and take three deep breaths.

That should help you calm down enough to figure out what to do about where you are.

[fireworksintwilight-deactivated]

…

…..well if I could get a damn window open this’d be easy. Doubt any sniper could stop me.

[walkingthetwilight-blog]

They won't open?

Maybe they're controlled by a switch or something?

[fireworksintwilight-deactivated]

It looks like a huge goddamn tower and—

….you sound familiar. 

[walkingthetwilight-blog]

Familiar?

Sorry hun, I don’t know why that would be because you don’t sound familiar to me at all.

[fireworksintwilight-deactivated]

Really?

That’s… weird. 

Maybe I’m mishearing, I am sort of freaking the fuck out over here.

[walkingthetwilight-blog]

Stop and take three deep breaths.

That should help you calm down enough to figure out what to do about where you are.

[fireworksintwilight-deactivated]

VERY.

I don’t know how the fuck I got here but I am not sticking around. 

[walkingthetwilight-blog]

Where are you?

Is it that bad?

[fireworksintwilight-deactivated]

It looks like a huge goddamn tower and—

….you sound familiar. 

[walkingthetwilight-blog]

Familiar?

Sorry hun, I don't know why that would be because you don't sound familiar to me at all.

[fireworksintwilight-deactivated]

WHERE THE HELL AM I?

[walkingthetwilight-blog]

Is something wrong?

[fireworksintwilight-deactivated]

VERY.

I don’t know how the fuck I got here but I am not sticking around. 

[walkingthetwilight-blog]

Where are you?

Is it that bad?

[fireworksintwilight-deactivated]

WHERE THE HELL AM I?

[walkingthetwilight-blog]

Is something wrong?

[walkingthetwilight-blog]

Rewind: to a happier time of the mods choosing!

The brokenhearted 37-year old is replaced by her counterpart of almost twenty years ago. This version of the redhead is young, vivacious, and has yet to be harmed or worn down by the world.

She's bright-eyed, optimistic, energetic... and utterly naive about the future of her home. The teenager looks around with wide blue eyes, then plants her hands on her hips and scowls.

"I don't know what I'm doing here, but if this is some kind of a prank by Thomas and Albert, I'm going to weld their butts together."

[walkingthetwilight-blog]

I suppose I should go... somewhere.

[deeptrancebeats]

((Stuff AUs, M!As, and prompts while I’m afk?))

[walkingthetwilight-blog]

Achoo.

...oh dear.